Yan Si freed up the brain and completely let instinct take over the body.
Years of training have long given the body a conditioned reflex, and this range is actually nine meters.
But without holding the Zanpakutō, there are only seven meters left.
Knock out Rōjūrō and Love one after another until Visored Hirako speaks.
He locked onto it instinctively, then rushed over and punched Hirako in the face.
Blood shot out from the holes in the mask, and Sakanade's ability seemed a little unstable.
Bang!
Blood spurted out from the holes in the mask.
Blood drops radiated out from the eye holes, the gaps on both sides of the bridge of the nose, and the edge of the mandible, pulling out more than a dozen red lines in the air.
Yan Si still didn't let him go. He raised his leg and kicked high, hitting Hirako's body, knocking him high into the air, and used Flash Step to chase after him.
We came to the sky above Hirako, who was kicked by a powerful force and was bowing in the air.
Yan Si spun in the air, turned his body twice, raised his right foot high, and then smashed it down. "Tomahawk!"
The heel hit Hirako's chest.
Boom! A huge roar resounded, and the air screamed.
Hirako fell towards the ground, smashed into the ice, and the ice exploded and scattered ice.
The shock wave spread in a circular shape, cracking the ice wherever it passed, and the cracks ran radially.
Yan Si did not stop after landing, and Flash Step unfolded again.
Hirako lies at the bottom of the pit, which is more than thirty meters deep and more than one hundred meters in diameter.
He was lying on his back with his hands and feet spread out, and blood was still pouring out of his mouth.
Yan Si straddled him and clamped his waist with his legs.
Make fists with both hands, relax your arms, and relax your joints.
The Reishi on the fist began to gather.
The light blue light shines from the fist peak, getting brighter and brighter. Then it dances.
"Oh la la la la!!!"
Both fists struck Hirako's face like whips.
The right fist falls, the left fist is raised, the left fist falls, the right fist is raised, the two fists alternate, faster and faster.
You can still see the trajectory clearly at first.
The right fist started from the waist, crossed an arc, and landed on the man's face.
The left fist started from the side of the waist, drew the same arc, and landed on the man's face.
After ten punches, only the residual image remains.
Two blurry shadows flashed alternately on Hirako's face.
After thirty punches, nothing could be seen.
There was only a muffled sound of banging, banging, banging, one after another, like heavy rain hitting an iron roof.
Blood spurted out from the man's face. From the corners of his nose, mouth and eyes, and from the open wound on his forehead.
Blood spattered on Yan Si's fists and on his sleeves.
Hirako lost all the strength to resist and could only try to make a sound from his throat.
"Hurry up and stay!"
Bang bang bang bang.
"Hurry!"
Bang bang bang.
"Stay!"
Bang bang.
"Hands!"
Bang.
The sound was smashed by fists, and what came out of his mouth were not complete words, but broken syllables, blood foam, and fragments of teeth. In a moment, the mask on his face was shattered inch by inch.
Click, click, click, click.
Cracks covered the entire mask.
Wow! The mask shattered into dozens of pieces and slipped from the man's face, revealing a face that had become swollen into a pig's head.
The bridge of the nose is crooked, 15 degrees to the left.
All the front teeth were lost, three of the upper front teeth and three of the lower front teeth were all gone.
The gums were exposed and bleeding was still coming out.
The pig's head was probably not even left after being beaten, and it would turn into mincemeat and then be beaten into meatballs.
There were screams in the distance.
"Little Future!"
"Yan Si!"
Two voices sounded almost at the same time. Kensei and Kyunnan Shiro rushed over, but they did not dare to get too close when they saw Yan Si, who was violently attacking.
If they hadn't seen Yan Si's face without a mask, both of them would have suspected that Yan Si had also eaten the beads and lost his mind.
Yan Si is still punching.
Bang bang bang bang.
Kensei took a step forward and stopped again.
He looked at Yan Si's face, his pupils were very bright, very bright. Abnormally bright.
Then he shouted loudly, "It's almost done. If you hit Hirako, you will really die."
Kyunnan Shiro also took a step forward and shouted, "Little Future is so fierce!"
Bang bang bang bang.
Yan Si's fist slowed down, from an unclear afterimage to a slow motion where the trajectory could be clearly seen.
Right fist down, left fist down, right fist, left fist down.
Stop. Yan Si's hands are hanging in the air.
The fists were covered with blood, and the blood flowed down between the fingers, dripping on Hirako's face, his chest, and the ice.
Yan Si lowered his head and looked at Hirako.
Hirako was lying under him, his face was swollen into a pig's head, his nose was crooked, his front teeth were missing, and his eyelids were so swollen that he couldn't open them.
Only the chest was still rising and falling, very weakly and slowly, as if it might stop at any time.
There is air in, but no air out.
Yan Si stood up silently.
Move very slowly, first lift your right leg and cross Hirako's body, and then cross it with your left leg.
He stood next to Hirako and glanced down.
Turn around and step forward, lowering your right foot.
Step on something soft and warm between Hirako's legs.
Hirako's body suddenly jumped up, and his eyes opened, and the swollen eyelids were stretched open, revealing the bloodshot whites inside. Hirako, who was almost speechless, let out a howl like a killing pig. "Ouch~~~~~~!!!"
Yan Si just pretended not to hear it, crushed it hard and then stepped towards the edge of the pit.
Kensei stood in front of him.
Yan Si raised his eyes and his condition had returned to normal.
His eyes passed over Kensei and he glanced into the distance.
Hiyori was sealed in the ice and kept raising the knife. The blade of the knife was pointed at the sky. The mask on her face could be seen clearly through the transparent ice.
Hachigen Ushōda was also sealed in ice. He was lying with his hands folded on his chest, and a thin layer of white frost condensed on his mask.
The edges of both men's masks were fading away.
Then he said softly, "That's almost it. Let's all rest and recover for a while. Seireitei is very lively now."
Kensei frowned. "It's exciting, where are we?"
He had never been to Central Great The Jail, let alone Hezhong on the third floor, so he thought he was in some Spiritual Power rare place.
Yan Si explained, "You were attacked by Kaname Tōsen and injected with virtual power. Then Central 46 made a judgment and took you all to Human World for obliteration and obliteration." "Just before the execution, you were imprisoned in Central Great The Jail three-level union."
Kensei opened his eyes wide and raised his voice.
"Erase?"
He stood there stunned and opened his mouth, but said nothing.
Kyunnan Shiro reached out and patted his back.
Bang bang bang.
"Kensei Don't worry!"
With a sunny smile on her face:
"Those who judged us are all dead!"
"Huh?" Kensei is not Kyunnan Shiro. He doesn't understand many things.
Then Central 46 Chambers, how could they all be dead?
If this is true, it will indeed make Seireitei lively. Kensei turned to look at her and confirmed. "All dead?"
Kyunnan Shiro nodded, nodding hard, and his short hair swayed.
Kensei turned back to look at Yan Si, who nodded slightly to confirm.
Yan Si continued, "Central 46 all died, and then Kuchiki Kyōka appeared. Using Muramasa's ability, many Shinigami's Zanpakutō rebelled."
"Now he also has the power of Visored, and the scope of his influence is not small."
"When I came in to find you, Captain Kyōraku and Captain Ukitake's Zanpakutō had already rebelled."
"Seireitei must be fighting like crazy."
Kensei was silent for a long time. He raised his hands and pressed them on Yan Si's shoulders with great force.
He stared hard at Yan Si's eyes and asked seriously, "Yan Si, tell me who planned it."
According to Yan Si, the current situation of Seireitei is on the verge of destruction, right?
As the captain of Thirteen Court Guard Squads, it is extremely derelict of duty to let Seireitei become like this.
And you don't even know who is causing the trouble, it's so embarrassing! Yan Si turned sideways and said to the pig-headed Hirako next to him, "Captain Hirako should know the answer."
Hirako is climbing out of the pit.
He moved very slowly, putting his hands on the ground, kneeling on his knees, and then slowly stood up.
When I stood up, I staggered twice and almost fell down again.
He raised his hand and put it on his face, tightened his fingers and grabbed it fiercely.
The mask takes shape, and it's still the same mask.
The face under the mask began to recover, the swelling subsided, and the crooked bridge of the nose was slowly returning to normal.
A new tooth appears on the gum, first as a white spot, and then the white spot grows into a complete front tooth.
This process was not fast and I had to wait for a long time.
Hirako raised his hand and took off the mask to reveal his face.
There was also blood stains, a few bruises, and swelling that hadn't gone away.
Although the front teeth have grown back, they are a little whiter than the teeth next to them, and they look like new ones. Although they are not as fast as Kensei's High-Speed Regeneration, they have the means to recover themselves.
He looked at Yan Si and the corners of his mouth twitched.
"Did you do this on purpose?"
Yan Si looked at him with clear eyes and shook his head in denial:
"At that time, I gave up my body to instinct and had no control over it."
Hirako stared at him for three seconds, then twitched the corners of his mouth and bared his teeth.
He turned to look at Kensei and said, "The people behind these incidents are my Lieutenant and Aizen Sōsuke."
Kensei frowned. "Aizen?"
That Fifth Division Lieutenant, the Aizen who always smiles gently, speaks softly, stands in the corner in every meeting, never steals the words, and never stands out?
Hirako glanced at Yan Si, whose face was calm, and then looked at Kensei and Kyunnan Shiro, whose eyes were flashing with doubts. He sighed slightly and explained:
"I'm afraid that guy's Zanpakutō is not a water-type at all. It should be Kidō-type like mine, and it has hypnotic abilities."
"That's why I always thought there was something wrong with him, but I couldn't find the problem." "In short, that kid Aizen has been planning for many years. Seireitei must be very dangerous."
"The problem now is..."
He didn't finish his words, turned around and ran towards Rōjūrō and Love, carrying them one by one.
I yelled at Kensei, but my face hurt when I opened my mouth:
"Help, bring Lisa here."
Kensei ran over and picked up Lisa from the ground.
She was covered in small wounds and lay softly in his arms.
Hirako walked to the frozen Hiyori and Hachigen and put them down.
Hyorinmaru waved his hand gently when he saw this.
Click.
The ice cracked and shards of ice slid down from the two of them.
Hiyori fell forward, Hirako reached out to catch her. Hachigen Ushōda lay motionless, and her chest began to rise and fall.
Hyorinmaru turned around and walked back to Yan Si, raised his hand and put it on Yan Si's shoulder.
His body began to glow, starting to fade from the edges and turning into tiny spots of light.
The light spots dispersed, merged into the air, and disappeared completely after three seconds.
Hirako first patted Hachigen awake.
Hachigen opened his eyes, froze for a moment, and then sat up.
He looked around, at Hirako, at Yan Si, and at the people lying on the ground.
He didn't ask anything and just used the low-level Kaidō.
Light green light overflowed from his palm and fell on Hiyori, Lisa, Rōjūrō and Love.
Those small wounds began to heal, and breathing became smoother.
After a long time, everyone woke up.
They sat scattered on the ice. Hirako stood and repeated what he had said before.
From being attacked by a sneak attack to being injected with virtual power.
From the verdict of Central 46 to Aizen Sōsuke.
From Kuchiki Kyōka, to the Zanpakutō Rebellion.
And Seireitei may be fighting fiercely now.
After speaking, he glanced around and spoke in a serious voice.
"The question now is, do we count as Shinigami, or do we still need to protect Seireitei."
Icefield Be quiet.
There was only the occasional sound of cracking ice in the distance.
Click, click.
All Visored members were silent, no one spoke.
Visored members' faces were all ugly, with an indescribable grayness. Their eye sockets were sunken, the corners of their mouths were pursed, and the lines between their eyebrows were very deep.
The only exception was Kyunnan Shiro, who squatted next to Kensei, holding her knees with her hands, tilting her head to look at these people.
She felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, that kind of oppressive silence.
She opened her mouth to say something, then closed it again.
Hirako stood in the middle of the crowd and glanced around. Everyone had their heads lowered.
He knows what they are thinking.
The power of the virtual is already equal to the power of Shinigami Fusion.
It's not a temporary possession, it's something engraved into the soul.
From now on, there will always be another thing living in their bodies, and there is no way to separate them.
They are no longer pure Shinigami.
Hirako spoke calmly:
"Central 46's verdict was probably caused by Aizen's hypnosis." He paused, checked the faces of his companions, and then continued:
"But it's also possible that they made their own judgment."
Hiyori raised his head, revealing a few bruises on his face.
She stared at Hirako, something flashing in her pupils.
Hirako continued, "Central 46 wants to send us to Human World to deal with them according to the virtual order and to obliterate them."
Hiyori bit his lip, his lower lip turned white from the pressure of his teeth.
Hirako finished speaking, but no one answered.
Yadomaru Lisa raised his hand, put it between his eyebrows, and lifted his fingers up out of habit, but he didn't reach anything.
Her glasses had long been broken. She put down her hand and spoke softly:
"Since Seireitei no longer recognizes us."
"Then I no longer have the responsibility to continue to protect you, right?"
Love Aikawa suddenly raised his head. "Lisa!" His voice was loud, "How can this be done!" Lisa turned his head and looked at him, his eyes were very calm, calm and a little indifferent.
Love's mouth was open and he wanted to say something, but the words were stuck in his throat.
The moment he met Lisa's eyes, he suddenly couldn't speak anymore.
Yes.
Will Seireitei admit them?
Will the team members accept it?
Who would want to work under a virtual person?
Who would want to fight side by side with a person who has a void in his body?
This is no joke.
Love Shut your mouth and lower your head slowly.
Hachigen Ushōda sits on a piece of Iceberg.
His fat body covered most of Iceberg, and sweat seeped out from his forehead and flowed down his cheeks. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and kept wiping his face. The handkerchief was soaked.
He opened his mouth to say something, but his throat moved, but no sound came out, so he closed his mouth again and continued to wipe the sweat.
Ōtoribashi Rōjūrō sat next to Hachigen, just looking at Hirako and then at Kensei.
The eyes were very calm, which meant that the decision-making power was given to them.
Sarugaki Hiyori suddenly stood up.
She stood up very hard, and her heels hit the ice with a bang.
"Hmph, then let's go to Human World!"
But her face is not an angry face.
The little face was full of loneliness, the eye sockets were red, the corners of the mouth were turned down, and the chin was trembling slightly.
She has lived in Soul Society for hundreds of years, graduated from Shin'ō, entered Twelfth Division, and became Lieutenant.
Every morning when I wake up from Squad Barracks, I open the window and see the sky of Seireitei.
Now he is going to be kicked out, like a virtual one. Hiyori stood with his body straight.
Kyunnan Shiro blinked, tilted his head and looked at Hiyori, Lisa, and everyone else.
"Huh?"
"Why are we leaving?"
Hiyori turned to glare at her.
Kyunnan Shiro Regardless, he continued, "Aren't we stronger?"
She made famous gestures with her hands and pointed at her face:
"I've become very powerful now."
"Kensei has also become more powerful."
"You have become more powerful too."
She blinked and asked confused questions:
"Now that I've become stronger, won't I be able to protect Seireitei better?" Hirako turned his head and met Kensei's eyes, and the two looked at each other for a second.
The corners of Hirako's mouth twitched, and Kensei's brows raised.
"Ah~~~!" A lazy voice interrupted them.
Yan Si is leaning on Iceberg next to it.
He held his hands in front of his chest, his back pressed against the ice, one leg straight and the other bent.
He yawned and opened his mouth wide. "Let's make a decision quickly, it's not comfortable to stay in this place."
Seeing everyone's eyes turned over, the meaning behind it was very responsible, and he continued:
"Our identity is not determined by strength."
"What we want to be is what we want to be."
"Isn't it?"
Kyunnan Shiro's eyes lit up, he stood up suddenly, ran to Yan Si's side, put his hands on his hips.
"That's right!" She echoed loudly, "Little Future is right!"
Lisa frowned slightly, looked at Yan Si, and moved his lips to say something, but swallowed the words back when he reached his lips.
She didn't refute, just sat there quietly.
Hiyori stood there, looking at Yan Si, his eyes even redder.
"Master Yan Si!" she suddenly shouted. The sound was so loud that it shook the nearby ice surface and debris fell.
"You don't understand how we feel!"
There was light in her eyes. The light was not tears, but something more complicated.
Grievance, unwillingness, and anger were all mixed together, seeping out from the depths of his pupils.
Her face was full of grievances, and her chin was shaking violently.
Kensei said to Hiyori, "No, Yan Si understands our mood very well."
Hiyori was stunned, turned to look at Kensei, then turned to look at Yan Si, then suddenly realized something and was stunned.
Yan Si stood there with no expression on his face. He just continued to speak, his voice as calm as before.
"Whether you want to live in Human World or go to live in Hueco Mundo."
"Or continue to stay in Seireitei as Shinigami."
"Now..."
He raised his eyelids and glanced around.
"Isn't there another thing that has the highest priority?"
Hiyori tilted his head, not thinking about it.
What else has a higher priority than this?
Hirako stood up, looked at Yan Si, and twitched the corner of his mouth.
"Not bad."
He rarely recognized what Yan Si said.
He turned his head and glanced at everyone. His eyes passed across everyone's face.
Lisa, Love, Rōjūrō, Hachigen, Hiyori, Kensei, Kyunnan Shiro.
He narrowed his eyes and his voice became colder.
"We must first settle the score with the person who framed us."
"Isn't it?"
"Yes," Love immediately stood up and echoed, "Aizen Sōsuke, you must pay the price!"
Rōjūrō also stood up, his movements were very graceful, he straightened his clothes first, and then stood up straight.
"I agree, I have to let Aizen know what despair is." There was a cold flavor in his words.
Kensei strikes each other with both hands.
Snap!
A crisp sound echoed on Icefield.
There was anger on his face. Although he was transformed into Visored by Kyunnan Shiro, it was not Aizen's direct action.
But the source of all this, those missing souls, those disintegrated Shinigami, Kuchiki Kyōka, and the sneak attacks on the captains were all planned by Aizen.
Kensei gritted his teeth. "Then it's decided."
Hiyori jumped up. "That's right!"
She pulled out her Zanpakuto, and the blade reflected cold light in the cold light.
"Aizen Sōsuke!"
She gritted her teeth and said:
"He must be beaten into a pig's head!"
Hirako heard the word "pig head", his brows jumped wildly and the corners of his eyes twitched.
He felt his face suddenly sting.
He turned his head and glared at Yan Si.
Yan Si remained expressionless. Hirako took a deep breath, looked away, raised his hand, and straightened his clothes.
Smooth the wrinkled neckline, straighten the crooked epaulettes, and straighten the wrinkles on the sleeves.
He took off his Zanpakutō from his waist and put it on his shoulder.
The blade of the knife is placed across the back of the neck, with the tip and handle pointing diagonally toward the sky on both sides of the body.
He looked at the door leading to the upper floor in the distance and said softly:
"Let's go."
"Go find Aizen to settle the score."